BKLYN

Lyrics

[Intro] Just another day in the life (Hodgy Beats) Gotta lot-ta gotta lot-ta weed to smoke Gotta lot-ta gotta lot-ta weed to smoke Gotta lot-ta gotta lot-ta weed to smoke [Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] It's crazy when you have a vision isn't it? Chef Boyar nigga back up in the kitchen with it? Like what a witted fitted, oh why you actin' timid These are with lots of lemon or a regal box of tinted I hold the grahams I'm not talkin' bout the cracker Ask my grams when you smoke one it'll relax ya Mary Jane a muscle relaxer Had enough of these bastards Blow a half worth like man my calf hurt You smokin' bad dirt Where all that stress come from? Son you look mad worse Weed will get it off your shoulders, pin and pad works Wearin' a fucked up move like a plaid skirt I got this kid up is gave cash a cash shirt Before I left asked her about the organic OG mask dirt She was so high my question slipped right passed her The moral of my story is these good greens I smoke myself to sleep and have a good dream (dream, dream) [Hook: Hodgy Beats] Gotta lot-ta gotta lot-ta weed to smoke Gotta lot-ta gotta lot-ta Yeah, oh oh oh Gotta lot-ta, weed to smoke (to smoke, smoke, smoke, Wolf Gang, smoke) Smoke, ha ha Smoke [Verse 2: Hodgy Beats] I got them grams, I got that hash I got the keef, It's all up in my bowl I'm ready to roll (weed) up, And then we gonna' smoke Nigga we chillin', nigga we chillin' We ain't trippin' on ya'll bitch ass niggas Fuck ya'll niggas, suck my dick up Wolf Gang bitch, where the fuck my weed at? [Outro] Hodgy Beats, Thelonious Martin collaboration I don't really fuck with many producers and shit Because ya'll mother fuckers just want a tight mother fucker to get on ya'll mother fuckin' track And you know, you just want it to be hot But this mother fucker works hard right here feel me 2012, Wolf Gang, bitch